The praise from the Doctor was a bit unexpected but welcomed. 

She gave him a smile and looked down, back at the thing she had caught. His disposition then changed when he noticed it had a key. It clearly belonged to him and which was unsettling in any situation but Rose had yet figured out the real gravity of the plastic auton-or whatever having said key. Rose watched him pace around in a circle, trying to think or something. She looked around though no one seemed to be paying them any mind, nor did it seem like any more plastic stuff was coming to life.

Still, something didn't feel right.

The Doctor soon snapped from his daze and grabbed the small plastic doll and then her hand. Before she could say anything else, he was pulling off back toward her apartment. "Hey, wait!" She couldn't do anything else but run to keep up with him and make sure her arm didn't fall off in the process. "Doctor!" She figured that if they got to her flat, they would just poke around his spaceship though she wasn't sure if there'd be much room in there for her as well. So many questions and curiosities had been left unanswered and yet she wasn't feeling deterred in the slightest.

As they ran, he mentioned that the key it had was to his spaceship. Oh. Oh, wow! "Do you think they got it somehow or wanted to gain access to it or something?" She asked him. But upon getting back to the courtyard in front of her complex, he let go and went on his own. "Hey, wait!" She called out again and continued up the stairs after him. When she got up, she unlocked the door and the Doctor hurried inside. Rose looked around and saw no sign of Mickey. 

Following him inside, she shut the door and locked it to be safe. "Doctor?" She went into her bedroom and found it was gone. Based on the man's expression, he hadn't moved it. So who had? "Didn't you say it was busted or something?" She asked him. She really wasn't fond of the idea of another stranger getting inside of her house and mucking about. "Well how far could they have taken it if you know is sort of broken?" She asked him. But sadly as she looked around, there weren't any obvious clues that could point them in a proper direction. Rose let out a sigh, beginning to realize that she wouldn't be eating anytime soon and her idiot boyfriend was nowhere to be found. 

"So you said these nesting things...are like transmitting signals, yeah? Maybe if we find where it's coming from, we could find your blue box?" She mentioned. There was a knock at her door and she headed off to check it out. She looked through the small hole and backed up. "Doctor! I think you've got a visitor!" She yelled and ran back to her room. "There like an army of these mannequins and they look really angry...for plastic dummies." She muttered. And it wasn't really army but there were three of them and the banging wouldn't let up. "Can't we just melt them or something?" She suggested frantically. 

The only thing she knew was that she didn't want to stick around to experiment. "If that thing is useless without your ship, then drop him and come on!" Rose wasn't pleased with the idea of being killed over kidnapping some plastic doll. She didn't think there was another way out of the apartment though. They were trapped like dingy rats. She didn't see any other way though, they had try and make a break for it. "I'm not sticking around to be chopped to bits by a barbie doll, come on." She grabbed the Doctor's hand and opened the front door and then hurried down the hall and down the steps. Luckily the white mannequins weren't too fast and that meant she and the alien could get away to make a better plan. There were so many plastic things though, in a sense they could be surrounded no matter where they went.

"Let's try by the water or something." She suggested. 

Maybe plastic people couldn't swim.